Don't you know I've got cold bones?
Ice cold bones all wrapped up and frozen.
I'm a beautiful corpse bride
A girl told to die.
Don't you know I've got cold bones?
Polarized soul all taped up and stolen.
My skin is frosty to the touch,
guess I never had anything much.
Don't you know I've got cold bones?
Remember, we're all inmates on our paroles.
I've got frozen eyelashes,
you should wish on one before you crash.
Don't you know I've got cold bones?
I haven't decayed yet but it's only a matter of time before I'm done.
I'm a beautiful corpse bride,
A frozen girl informed she would die.
Don't you know I've got cold bones?
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Author:
Izzi Lynn (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: July 27th, 2016 17:27
- Comment from author about the poem: I'm not marrying, it's just a metaphor.
- Category: Surrealist
- Views: 30
- User favorite of this poem: SilverXball.
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Comments1
It's so nice...
Thank you!
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